Baby "Jayn"

"I now eat all me veggies"

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[Niall]

By the time Zayn woke up from his nap, Niall had been home four hours. The first thing he had done when he arrived back in London was sneak up into the child's room. Zayn and Liam had been curled up in the bed and Niall found himself staring at them creepily, his eyes observing every detail in Zayn's face. 

"Creep," Louis had whispered by his shoulder, startling the Irish lad. "Harry did the same thing when he came home," Louis stated.

"Can I wake him up?" Niall asked giddily, walking over to plant a kiss on the boy's forehead. Liam grunted, swatting Niall's hair away from his face. 

"Uh, no," Louis said in horror. "He's been super hyper since we came back, let him, and me, rest."

"But Louis," Niall whined, pointing towards the cuteness that was Zayn. "It's been almost three weeks."

Louis motioned for Niall to leave the room. "Come on."

Niall sighed and stole another kiss on Zayn's cheek, which made Liam stir. Niall found himself in an awkward situation, hunched over Liam, their eyes centimeters apart. "Oh hey Payno."

"Please move back, Niall," Liam said calmly. "And retract your kissing lips."

"Don't flatter yourself, I'm here for the boy," Niall retorted, moving Liam out of the bed so that he could shake Zayn awake. "Zaynie, it's Niall!!"

"Shhhhhh," Liam and Louis grabbed him by his arms and hauled him out of the room. Niall didn't get why he couldn't just wake the boy, its not like anyone let him sleep peacefully in this house. 

He'd ended up unpacking his bag, and ventured to the music room to play some tunes from the new album they had released. 

Now, four hours later, he heard an excited squeal. Niall's lips broke into a smile and he quickly placed his guitar back on it's stand, before hurrying downstairs, to the source of the voice. 

"Zaynie!" he screamed, to which Zayn came running from the kitchen, jumping into his arms. "Niall!"

They hugged for a while, in which Zayn's tiny hands wrapped around Niall's neck. Zayn then pulled away, his hazel eyes alight with excitement, his cheeks flushed with happiness. "Niall! Niall! I got a new beawr. His name's Benny!"

"How cool," Niall commented, giving the kid a sloppy kiss on the cheek. Zayn wiped it off with the sleeve of his shirt and giggled. "Ew, stahp."

"You stop being so cute," Niall replied in a funny tone, his hand finding Zayn's ticklish armpits. Laughter filled the house, and Niall couldn't believe this house had stood here for three years devoid of such joy. Without Zayn, he wondered how they had survived in this house. They'd had some great memories together, but it had started to get lonely. 

Zayn was just brightening up everything in their lives. 

"Zayn, what about me?" Harry moped, turning to pout at the kid. He held his arms out, but Zayn smiled shyly and hugged Niall tighter. "I see you Hawry, but I not see Niall in vewry long time."

"That's right," Niall replied sassily, taking Zayn to the kitchen. "The kiddo is mine!"

"My kiddo!" Zayn yelled, squeezing Niall's cheeks together with a laugh. Niall sat him on the counter and poured him steaming egg fried rice Harry had cooked. Zayn rubbed his belly, his legs swinging in content. "Goood smell."

"I want huuug," Harry whined, popping into the kitchen with hands still outstretched. Zayn huffed dramatically. "Okay Hawry, I will hug you," he said. Harry grinned and squeezed the boy in a hug. "Look at you, what a big boy."